Something Wicked This Way Comes

[oleaeuropaea]

Who: Vash the Stampede, Kiera, Passenger, Wolfwood, and Zahilya. Plus some others if they want
What: It's time for a homecoming. Too bad the greetings won't be so warm.
When: End of September
Where: Around the Grove
Warnings: Gore. Character Death. Possession. References to holy imagery.

[As September draws to a close, the woods seem eerily silent. It seems almost as if the birds have stopped singing. They hold their breath, fearful of a predator stalking amidst the woods. Through the brush, maybe you’ll see it — feathers that stick up like blades. Once bright white plumage has been tarnished with dirt, debris, and perhaps even blood.

But you’ll have only a second to see it. For just as soon as contact is made at the edge of the woods, the creature bursts out.

Vash the Stampede has returned to Aldric’s Grove.]

Comments

[oleaeuropaea]

[Listen, Ain gives him a lot of information here. Some of it is concerning, some of it's relieving. He isn't necessarily going to end up a husk like Elsword (no offense buddy), which is nice. BUt there's also the fact that he is impacted, which means even if he's cured from the Corruption, there's another curse hanging over him.

(What an idiot.)

Yet, despite all the valuable information he gets, only one thing sticks out in Vash's mind. He blinks once. Then twice. Then...]

You're an angel?

[eidxiety]

—huh? Oh... did I... forget to tell you? Haha...

[At some point Ain just naturally assumed everyone knew because, uh, he told it to Affogato and then to Wolfwood, and Josh and Beat can sense him, and Ezell figured him out from minute one, and Pure Vanilla has soul-seeing eyes and... blah blah the list goes on. Ain looks sheepish suddenly, fidgeting with the fur ruff of his sleeves.]

Oops! Yes, I'm an angel, I'm usually not in that form, though. Uh. [Well! This is awkward!] Your Elsword was a different type since he was transformed. I just sort of... [makes vague handsigns,] Happened.